14 vials
Filled to the brink
With my blood
Off to some lab
To get tested
More vials
More tests
More questions
Or actual answers
These tests will
Either be worthless
Or turn me into a vampire
18 vials last July
14 vials this August
Maybe I should just donate
A pint
And let them go nuts with it
Besides
Who's to say this time
They'll actually find something?
Supposedly
ME
Has been researched for over 30 years
And still the CDC refuses to acknowledge
This illness
This plague
Millions of people suffer
And more diagnosed every year
And yet all they do
Is write out test sheets
And take vials
Of our plasma
In the double digits
It takes us days to recover
Wondering when the
Vampire Lestat
Would pay a visit
We must be yummy
Morsels to him.
And yet the world
Continues to be blind
To our suffering
What will happen
When this forgotten plague
Becomes an epidemic
Worse than ALS
Or MS
Or Parkinsons
Or even AIDS
What then?
Will that get their attention?
Wake up world!
We aren't just
Lab experiments
For your vials
We want our
Mother fucking lives back
So find the G-d damned cure
And get your heads out of the sand
Because you never know
You may or will be next!